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It Is Finished

Its taken two years, but then when has something worth doing ever been instant. A few minutes ago I shut a small black paperback and turned to the people around me saying: "its finished". 100 books (for 2005), is done!

I've read such a variety of stuff- a little more fiction than non. I have a stack of books that reaches to my head (maybe pictures to follow). I have laughed. I have cried. I have lamented that I can't write as well as some. I have lamented that I can write better than others. I have enjoyed, I have cherished, I have rushed, I have dithered.

I've fallen more in love with this genre of communication. I want to write- because if I can even give half a moment of pleasure to a reader, then I have done something beautiful for God.

Now my new challenge. To live out of the challenges given by 100 books!

Bless you all

Comments

resa said…
wow!
well done jude.
very cool that you finished.

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